Weekly Photo Challenge: Between

June 20, 2014

between

Hope

Looking through the branches

was like peering beyond the veil

of darkness into day . . .

from death into life.

By Martha L Shaw – © 6-20-2014 words and image


Six Word Fridays – Escape!

August 2, 2013

We  can’t escape His love – hallelujah!

Click the image and join the fun!

Click the image and join the fun!


Daily Prompt: Back to School

July 26, 2013

 As The Master Sees

Ah, to learn what I had known so well.

As a wee one all around me,

whether sky or the common flea . .  .

All was amazing!

The overlooked trappings of life

Were not overlooked by me!

A puddle was never to be stepped over,

But jumped into with glee!

Every sound was music,

Every step a dance!

As I grew older,

I learned so much!

Suddenly,

I question that.

Perhaps, I knew far better

Way back when . . .

By Martha L Shaw – © 7-26-2013

*me in garden 1963

Acceot the challenge – Learn more – click here!


And Why Not?

July 22, 2013

“There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why… I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?” – Robert Kennedy

There have been so many times life has brought me “why” situations and admittedly they are often expressed in the tone of a whine.  Sometimes, though, the Lord has led me in directions where I have felt surprised and unable and thought “but why?” in a fearful yet “could it really be?” sort of way.  When I have moved ahead in faith, I have been enabled and blessed.

Of late there have been a lot of both going on.  The former and the latter have both grown MUCH LARGER.  Am I being tested in a new season?  Am I being blessed in a wonderful way?  The impossible challenges sure can be a “never were” and the fear can be staggering, but with faith and trust in Him, no matter how many tell me “you’re crazy!” I don’t have to listen.  I can say “and why not?” knowing He’ll be there EVERY TIME.

 


Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgic

July 5, 2013

I love thrift stores, second hand book stores, and the like.  I always have.  If you know me, you might assume it’s because I don’t currently have a job.  You’d be wrong.  I have lots of jobs, just no salary at present and nope, it’s not about money at all.  Oh, the treasure to be found in such places . . . sometimes an unrecognized antique, other times a “whatzit” to be upcycled, and often treasure someone loved that found its way there one way or another . . . and my mind and heart spin off into wondering “if that piece could talk, the story it might tell” and often I find myself weaving a background for who drank coffee from that mug?  Who read that book?  Who curled up all cozy and listened while read to?  Did it change their life?  Did it plant a seed and quietly influence them many years after hearing it, when they’d long forgotten.

Memories . .  . Mom had an old sewing machine that someone gave away thinking it far too old to use.  It was a Singer and black with shiny gold and silver decorations and all metal parts.  Many’s the dress, skirt, or top she made for me on that machine . . . up until I was older and thought handmade clothes were uncool . . . now I have reconsidered and think of the time spent making them for me and the details added to make them special  . . . lace, embroidery . . .

Digital Camera

More memories . . . seems I’ve been learning about Jesus my whole life.  Many’s the story I curled up to hear before bed.  Oh, then I learned to read and could get lost totally in adventures!  I could imagine myself a princess, a girl detective, a world traveler, and oh so many other things . . .  sometimes in my imagination I had a red race car and other times a pony to ride  . . . sometimes I listened to stories of Noah, of Jesus  . . .  other times poems about birds, seashells, swings, and gentle breezes . . . there was always a story .  . .

When it was cold, I’d snuggle up with the worn old quilt Grammy made and sip hot chocolate from a big mug.  “Be careful not to spill . .  . ” Mama would say.  “I will” I’d reply . . . and as I snuggled and listened, I thought how much fun would it be to learn to quilt?  Maybe, someday I’d be a writer and tell stories?  Oh, those poems are so pretty to listen to!  Maybe someday someone will read poems I write and smile?

Dreams do come true!  


Un-quote Of The Day – Trust

June 15, 2013

Jesus just spoke this to my heart and I must share it!  When we trust in Him, empty and full become one and the same.  Wow, it is so true!

rainbow


Six Word Friday – Peace

June 13, 2013

Peace is flowing through every pore!

(Nothing has really changed, just me :-)

Click the image and join the fun!

Click the image and join the fun!


Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 1,822 other followers

%d bloggers like this: